The planet of the strangely moustachioed cats.
Ack. So – I spent this afternoon wandering around looking for a hairdressers, but there must be some draconian canterbury law in place saying that no salon is allowed to be open on a Sunday. Bugger. Then I came in to the internet to type up some of my column ideas for cinematical… and promptly got sidetracked watching David Tennant’s video diaries for Doctor Who. Now I suddenly realize I have to leave to go home so I can get my grocery shopping done and I have accomplished nada. *sigh* Ah well – I’m taking a pad of paper home so I can do some writing in longhand (that is if I remember how…)
Oh – I did stop by Stray, so my bus pass is all set to get me into Auckland on Dec 16th – so that gives me enough time to stop off in Otago or Waitomo (or Wellington for the Korori sanctuary) if needs be.
The 7 best adapted screenplays of the last decade.
When the writer’s strike gets violent
Gurus o gold. Hee! Oscar season!
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